But usne kaha ki wo mujhe shivaji stadium tak le jayega waha se mujhe bus mil jayegi.. Maine kaha theek hai…..Usne mujhe waha utar diya….Ab rat ke...1.23 baj chuke the thand bhi bahot thi…Main waha bus ka wait karne laga. Waha baju me hotal the s hotel me couple arahe the ja rahe the, to main wahi khada tha waha do teen log or the….Thodi der bad aik cab ayi wo bhi chale gaye, ab mai akela tha stand pe… Thand badti hi ja rahi thi…Mai kahi or bhi nahi ja sakta tha….Kuch der baad waha aik aadmi. "You look lovely," I finally ventured to say. "Are you on your way to a costume ball?" Standing in front of a full length mirror, Lt. Lawrence was attired in an Egyptian belly dancer costume. It looked really quite fetching on him."Well, no," Lt. Lawrence replied. "The higher-ups want me to organize the Arabs into a guerilla fighting force to go against those blighters, the Ottoman Turks. I figured this is the best way to attract those Arab blokes' attention before I can pitch the sale. Watch. She got out a pad of paper, and started to design a kind of flow chart of possibilities. She had definitely decided to simply act as if nothing happened. If Sandy brought up what had happened on Friday, she would ask her how she felt about it. Depending on Sandy's response, she would either say that they should put it behind them and just remain friends, or admit that she did have some feelings, but remain vague about those until Sandy did more to reveal her own thoughts on where, exactly, they. Carol huffs softly with a smile on her lips as she lets her head fall back with her eyes closed to enjoy the feeling. The delicious feeling of a woman eating her out with desperate desire. Erin stands behind Carol and reaches around to grab her by the chin. “I want you to tell me exactly what she’s doing to you.” Erin whispers excitedly as her lips gently press against the blonde’s. Carol nods her head and leans forward at the redhead’s persistence. Erin climbs on top of the desk behind the.